Sluggin' it Up!
Walking into lamp posts
A star role in my own comedy show
It seems that I've invented
A proximity between you and me
And now guess who's lurking
Mad-eyed and mortified
I'm strolling oh so casually
By your workplace
Still hoping we can get past third base
Back on the loose again
Until the bitter end
If you're not obsessed with me just pretend
I'm a slow-mo cyclone
You're stood in the way
This summer's suffocating
I'm groundhoggin'
Just sluggin' it up
There's clearly no potential
Between you and me but
I still wanna see if my last two brain cells
Can't get their act together, oh well
It's true that all my friends got kids now
I'm still waiting on someone to take me out
Back on the loose again
Until the bitter end
If you're not obsessed with me can't you pretend
I'm a slow-mo cyclone
You're blocking the way
In my defence I was ovulating
In my defence there was a full moon looking into my bedroom
I should know better and I do yeah I do yeah I do
But life's humiliating
I just wanna make it through
Cramps are out to get me
Bed spreadin'
All day doubled-up
A Nurofen ain't helping
But I'm finally dressed up just to trot round the block
For some fear and loathing
Your local joker's high on hormones
Hot-flushing in the day's first shadows
Deliver me your dirt cheap merlot
Back on the loose again
Until the bitter end
If you're not obsessed with me can't we pretend
I'm a slow-mo cyclone
A star role in my own comedy show
It seems that I've invented
A proximity between you and me
And now guess who's lurking
Mad-eyed and mortified
I'm strolling oh so casually
By your workplace
Still hoping we can get past third base
Back on the loose again
Until the bitter end
If you're not obsessed with me just pretend
I'm a slow-mo cyclone
You're stood in the way
This summer's suffocating
I'm groundhoggin'
Just sluggin' it up
There's clearly no potential
Between you and me but
I still wanna see if my last two brain cells
Can't get their act together, oh well
It's true that all my friends got kids now
I'm still waiting on someone to take me out
Back on the loose again
Until the bitter end
If you're not obsessed with me can't you pretend
I'm a slow-mo cyclone
You're blocking the way
In my defence I was ovulating
In my defence there was a full moon looking into my bedroom
I should know better and I do yeah I do yeah I do
But life's humiliating
I just wanna make it through
Cramps are out to get me
Bed spreadin'
All day doubled-up
A Nurofen ain't helping
But I'm finally dressed up just to trot round the block
For some fear and loathing
Your local joker's high on hormones
Hot-flushing in the day's first shadows
Deliver me your dirt cheap merlot
Back on the loose again
Until the bitter end
If you're not obsessed with me can't we pretend
I'm a slow-mo cyclone
Credits
Writer(s): Stella Page
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